look them in the eye and when they see I study back, they run and hide Is it light within us that connects yet a wall of human flesh distances our universesImages of the hauntings is it a reflection of my mental wishes or is it truth,or is it them do they see the actions as I sit or do I see the movies playing as they talk ..how did this work that like a stone a story emerges in a dream with just a glance at them, as they ignore my connected gaze with answers I wish to speakIs it fear of oneness?